27 Days until Halloween
Wow, I must say, that I have not had that kind of response since my blog on women barbers. After counting the numbers it seems that the readers of yesterdays blog, believed that this story fell more on the side of fiction than that of non-fiction. Since it's an election season and everything seems to be based on percentages then who am I to do anything different. Here is what the stats revealed about yesterday's story.
76% of you believed it to be an Urban Legend.
24% of you believed it to be a true story.
And the answer is.
This is a true story that was shared with me by a family member.
The infant daughter in the story - is me.
So what do you think, can you handle another story that could fall on the side of Fiction or Non-Fiction? I'll let you decided. Turn off the lights, cuddle up in a blanket with some popcorn and that special someone. We're going on a date in this story. R U Ready? If you want to get the full effect of the story, be sure to open two youtube windows to get both the sound effects and the music. Happy Reading. Be sure to come back tomorrow to learn the turn about todays story - "The Flash", until then - Blog ya later.
"The Flash"
By Stacey L. Bolin
On a moonless night in the summer of 1963, a
teenage girl and her boyfriend were returning back to their small town of
Meredith, NH, in their 57' Chevy, from a late night double feather at the drive-in. It was after
midnight, but they were not ready to see a wonderful night out together, end so
soon. Without paying it a second
thought, they chose to do what any teenage couple with a car would do - go
parking. The hot spot for most of the local teen couples was a secluded field
that was surrounded by a thick wooded area at the end of Red gate Lane, just
off of Eaton Parkway.
The best part about this place was that the field grasses
grew very tall which allowed those parking that extra bit of privacy outside of steamy windows. It was a very romantic location, and with
just the right music playing and the feeling of a passionate kiss, guys knew
that the thought of things escalating beyond necking and heavy petting was
possible. The downside to this wondrous love spot - there was only one way in
and one way out of this place and many knew about it, so occasionally you
couldn't help but notice the arrival and departures of other couples wanting to enjoy
their passionate time alone.
Jim and Betty had always looked forward to going
to lover’s field, even if it meant that other couples parking would also be
there. Yet on this night, things were oddly different when they arrived. They knew all the locations to park, and
every ones favorite spot, but the only souls out there that night, where just
the two of them. Neither Jim or Betty could remember a time that there wasn't another car when
they were there. A sense of uneasiness brushed over them, but they quickly paid
it no mind and continued on to park in their favorite spot just on the edge of the
woods.
They couldn't help but notice that when they
turned the headlights off on the car, all that remained around was a blackened
abyss that housed only sounds of crickets chirping.
"Wow, I don't think that I have ever
seen such darkness.” Betty said in a puzzled sounding voice.
"It's just a very dark night, nothing to worry about." Jim
quickly answered, trying to shrug off the appearance that he was feeling rather nervous and jumpy.
He leaned over and pulled Betty close to him and redirected his thoughts on
kissing her. As they leaned into one
another a burst of white light entombed their car, leaving them to see nothing
but the whitest of white light.
"Jim! What is that!?" Betty
screamed.
"I don't know!" He yelled out,
while his body stiffened with fear.
Then just as quickly as it appeared, it was
dark again.
"Jim? Are you OK?” questioned Betty, “Jim
what was that?"
He sat there motionless as if he had seen a
ghost.
"Jim!"
"Don't yell at me!" He shouted
trying to make sense of what had just happened.
"Do you think it was a car?" shrieked
Betty and she held onto Jim as tight as she could.
They quickly got out of the car to look
around in the blackness of the night. The air was cool and damp and the field
grass was thick with dew. They looked towards the sky to see if anything was
flying, but the skies continued to remain darkened and undisturbed.
"Jim, listen..."
"I don't hear anything.
"That's right...what happened to the
sound of the crickets?"
Without a second thought, they rushed back to
the safety the car and turned on the headlights. There were no signs of any cars. Panic and fear raced through their bodies as Jim stepped on the gas and quickly got them both out of there - never to return
again.
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